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About San Antonio

So, findin’ a prossie—where d’ya start? Down by Flea Bottom, stinks like a dead hog, but that’s where they lurk. Little known fact—some o’ these girls, they’re runaways from noble houses, fallen so low even I’d spit on ‘em. Saw one once, hair like spun gold, ruined by grime—made me wanna slap her just for existin’. “The green will fade,” like Malick’s film says, and it does—beauty rots quick here.

> Moline Hookers

Moline’s real close to the Mississippi River. That ol’ mighty river flows alongside Coolidge Street – yeah, that’s where I love watchin' the sunrise after a long spa day. I’ll admit, every droplet of that water gives a kick – like Dogville said, “The world is a low tide.” Wait, no, that ain’t it… anyway, ya dig?

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